Snowdrops
Epiphany:
a showing forth of green,
of points that pierce the dark and frozen soil,
promising a future rebirth.
Later:
slender stalks appear,
bearing green-veined buds,
translucent globes pledging light’s return.
And then:
the white ladies let down their skirts,
to dance in the wind, to lighten woodland slopes
and garden beds, to ring with hope
the bells of Candlemas.
Elizabeth Horrocks
